by Mia Moore
This time I pull back from him and grin. “Not Carrie? If I were a guy I’d want to fuck her. Hell, I’m a girl and I want her. But sure, I can see Dani’s appeal. Double D appeal. She’s older too, you know.”
“God, I know! I’d like to smother in her tits.”
His cock is really hard now. “I think she’s attracted to you as well. And Derek…if he doesn’t end up fucking Sylvia tonight, then I’m losing it.”
His hand slides down and he grabs my ass, squeezes it so hard I almost jump back.
“What was THAT all about?” My eyebrows pull together and I scowl at him.
“Nothing. It’s just that I love you so much. It’s hard to believe that this all started when you found out I surfed swinger porn. Remember that night? We were open and honest with one another and look where it got us.”
I can’t stop the giggle that erupts from my mouth. “Yeah, at a swinger club about to fuck people we just met. I spoil you rotten, you know.”
“I know. But I prefer to think that maybe my openness brought us closer together. I mean, we share a friendship and great sex with Derek. That’s part of it. And here we are tonight, about to take another step that will bring us even closer.”
The song stops and we kiss like it’s our first kiss, long, slow and deeply passionate.
“Okay. So we’re cool with this, right?” Mason holds my hand to lead me off the floor.
“No. I’m not cool; I’m over the top, hot and horny.”
Chapter 4
As we walk to the table, we meet Sylvia with Derek in tow.
“Gonna’ teach this boy some sexy dance moves.” Her eyes glitter above high cheekbones and a perfect smile. Derek glows like a kid on Christmas morning, surrounded by presents.
“Isn’t this place something else! I feel like a guy who OD’d on Viagra—perpetual hard-on.” His eyes focus on a woman who tries to squeeze by us to get to the dance floor. Her dark eyes peer up under a fringe of straight cut bangs but it’s what the sequined bra is holding that has Derek’s attention.
“It’s amazing, all right.” Mason replies nudging me on the shoulder to keep moving.
At the table Josh and Byron are heavy into some conversation, huddled together while Keith sits casually back in his chair, arm draped over Dani’s. I take a seat next to Carrie once more and she turns and smiles before resuming her conversation.
“Uh…Keith. Anna and I talked on the dance floor about the baby steps thing.” Mason has to speak loudly to be heard over the throbbing beat of the song playing.
I see Dani and Carrie turn to watch him.
“Would it be okay if I danced with Dani and uh…you know—“
“Absolutely okay with me!” Keith grins and looks at his wife. “Dani? What do you think?”
“Well then, I’M dancing with Anna.” Carrie stands up and strokes my hair, pulls it off my shoulder.
The casual caress, a promise of much more, sends a scrumptious shudder through me. I rise at the same time as Dani and Mason.
“You’re in good hands, Mason” I thought Byron hadn’t noticed the exchange between Keith and Mason. His eyes flash to me and he smiles.
Carrie leads me to the floor, finger waving at the odd person as she walks. It’s obvious she and Josh are regulars. She holds my hand and I can’t help noticing how small it is, like my own, soft, delicate.
When we slip into a vacant area her hands slide onto my waist and she begins to move. I hold her shoulders but when she wiggles closer, my hands slip to the silky skin of her back and lower. The top of her head only comes to my chin and I feel her lips press into the hollow of my neck. Her breasts settle into my midriff, comfortable and supple.
From the corner of my eye I see Dani and Mason, already dancing, bodies snug against one another. I turn Carrie and I in time to the music, to watch.
Dani’s hands roam over his back and she almost shimmies those grapefruit size boobs into his chest. He laughs and smiles down at her before leaning in and kissing her lips.
I freeze for a moment and Carrie looks up at me and then over to Mason and Dani kissing. She rises on her tiptoes and whispers into my ear. “Dani and Keith have been married for twenty years. They love each other very much.”
Her hands slide down to my ass to cup and knead the cheeks, pulling my hips closer into her.
She’s right of course. Dani isn’t a threat to what Mason and I have, anymore than Derek is a threat. We love each other and have a history. The first time seeing your husband kiss and be aroused by another woman is bound to be hard. I would almost have rather he groped her tits or ass than see that kiss though. Maybe that’s a limit for me…for now.
Carrie’s hands drift under the hem of my dress and tugs it up. Her fingers slip under the cheeks of my ass and graze the hollow where my leg ends and my pussy starts. Oh God, the anticipation of her touch blasts any thought of Mason and Dani from my head.
I slide my hand from her back and place it on her breasts. No bra, just firm, supple flesh under the dress. The hard button tip of her nipple is against my palm and I slide my hand so that my fingers scrape over it.
One of her hands leaves my ass and brushes my tummy, travelling down…Oh God, her finger presses my clit and I gasp, shoulders rocking forward. I glance at the people dancing next to us and see them swaying, hands freely moving over breasts and crotches. And Mason…
His hand covers Dani’s breast while she fondles his crotch. He kisses her neck and lifts his head and turns slightly, his eyes meeting mine. He arches his eyebrows and I give a slight nod. We watch each other as our dance partners stroke and rub, getting us more and more turned on. Fuck, it’s hot.
I smile and place my thumb and forefinger on Carrie’s chin, tilt her head up and we kiss. Her lips are soft, just barely brushing mine, our breath mingling as our hands caress each other’s bodies. I slip my hand inside the loose folds of the top of her dress, feel her warm, silky flesh fill my hand.
I groan as I bend and her finger leaves my clit but I need to feel her nipple between my lips. Her perfumed skin fills my nostrils as I lick the pebbled surface, suck the tip into my mouth. She sighs and arches her back, holds my head at her breast for a few more succulent moments.
I rise and glance at Mason. One arm is around Dani while his hand massages her bare breast, standing still, side by side and watching Carrie and I. His eyes are soft, lips parted, almost in wonder or….It’s probably arousal seeing that Dani’s hand is stroking his cock through the fabric of his pants.
The song ends and we look at each other, eyebrows raised, nodding the question. Before we have a chance to leave the floor, Byron is at my side. “May I join in?” His words are directed at Carrie.
She throws her arms around his neck and kisses him, a deep kiss before she pulls back and laughs. “I’ve seen you handle two women lots of times, Byron.”
The song that starts has a fast, primal beat and people crowd onto the floor. ‘I want to fuck you like an animal?’ That’s a song? Oh yeah.
Mason and Dani are lost in the people gyrating and bumping groins. Carrie spins and presses her back and ass into Byron. His hands hold her hips as he bumps his pelvis into her. Her hands flip her hair up and out as she wiggles and bends at the waist, meeting every thrust. It’s sexy and erotic as hell, a dance simulating fucking.
She twirls away and sways behind him, her hands wandering over his chest and stomach. He reaches for me and spins me easily, pulling my body into his. His erection is hard on the cheek of my ass and his hands adjust me so that it rubs between my cheeks. I try to move in time to the beat but it’s difficult when his hand slides inside my dress, holding my breast.
My arms lift over my head and back, bend to caress Byron’s hair. His lips are close to my ear, his tongue licks the lobes sending a red hot shiver to my core, when he whispers, “I want to fuck you like an animal, Anna. You want that too.”
Can a woman experience just a slice of an orgasm from words breathed, infiltrating all of he
r senses? I sigh, close my eyes and hang on for dear life, knees wobbly as the first taste of the pleasure he promises floods through me. Oh yeah.
After a couple of moments I turn and my chest presses into his. The back of Carrie’s hands touch my stomach and my hand grazes her fingers as I reach for Byron’s cock. It’s rigid and thick against my fingers.
I pull his head close to my mouth, lick his ear, while rubbing his cock. “I’m GOING to fuck you. Promise.”
Carrie’s hand slides on top of mine, both of us groping Byron’s cock. He turns and kisses me, long and deep. His tongue explores my mouth, and our lips just barely meet. He lets me know with the way it darts in and out what he’s going to do later. Jesus, everything fades as I suck it, the same thing I intend to do to his cock.
A small swat on the ass intrudes on the moment. I turn and Mason and Derek are watching me, small smiles on their lips. Sylvia leaves Derek’s side and she folds Carrie and Byron into her arms. Her eyes twinkle and her eyebrows lift up and down as a wicked grin spreads over her face.
“It’s time.”
Chapter 5
“If it gets too much, just say the word and it’ll stop. No harm, no foul.” Byron’s head is pressed into my breast as I sit on his lap.
Next to us, Dani and Mason sit close together, her leg draped over his as she lifts her glass to drain her drink.
The others have already gone to the playroom. I guess Byron and Dani wanted a final check to see that I’m okay with Mason fucking Dani. There’d be no problem with Mason watching Bryon and me; he’s had plenty of experience with that, since Derek entered our lives.
“I’ll let everyone know, don’t worry.” I ruffle Byron’s curly hair and kiss the top of his head. I’m pretty sure, I’ll be able to handle Mason and Dani together. I was okay with him touching her sexually on the dance floor. The kiss had been a shock, but I’m getting used to it.
“Okay, let’s go then.” Byron’s hands slide to my hips, urging me up.
Dani wastes no time popping up and taking Mason’s hand. And it’s not like he needs a lot of coaxing. He’s following her like a dog follows a bitch in heat. I suppress the giggle as a picture of him humping her leg flashes in my head.
I follow Bryon, also like a little puppy dog. What is with the dog analogies that stay in my mind? He leads me through a door and into an area filled with lockers. Pristine, white towels are neatly folded on benches that separate the rows of lockers.
We stop at two open, metal doors and he watches me as he unbuttons his shirt. Behind him, a couple of feet away, Mason’s bare back obscures any sight of Dani behind him, undressing.
My fingers clutch the hem of my dress and I lift it over my head, stand before Byron wearing only a black, demi cup bra, G string panties and thigh highs. His eyes roam over my body as he removes his shirt.
“Nice. Very nice.” His words are soft, seeping into every nook and cranny in my body.
His chest is dark with fine black hair. A sprinkling of grey appears between firm, rounded pectoral muscles, but not lower in the downy coating of tight abs.
I reach behind and unhook the bra, let it fall from my arms as I watch him unbuckle and lower his zipper. His cock strains at the fabric and he pulls the pants out to get past it. Oh fuck. He’s not wearing underwear and it springs loose, bobs heavily before pointing straight out.
I turn, slip my heels off and place my foot on the bench, resist the urge to sink to the floor and worship his huge cock with my mouth. I slide the stockings off and hand them to Byron. He’s naked and putting our clothes in separate lockers.
When he reaches for the metal hooks inside, the muscles in his arms show, the hollow in the side of his ass cheek. He may be in his fifties but he’s got the body of a thirty year old. He hands me the towel and then grabs another to wrap around his waist. His hand slips into mine and he leans forward to kiss me softly on the lips. “We’ll be right next to Mason and Dani. If you aren’t easy with him fucking her, don’t worry. It’s no chore for me to step in.”
I nod but there’s no way I’m NOT fucking Byron. Not only is he gorgeous, he’s nice, considerate.
I follow him to the end of the hallway and through a door. Inside the lighting is low with a red hue. We stand for a few moments adjusting to the light and atmosphere, scanning the area for Mason and Dani.
It’s a big room with king sized beds draped in white sheets along the outer edges. There’re actually a few spots where there’s a tier of beds at different heights, abutting each other. In the centre of the room is a low, round bed occupied with a couple who look to be in their early thirties. He’s lying on his back while she straddles him, knees bent, raising and lowering her ass on his cock.
A thrill goes through my clit as I turn to see other beds. Couples, foursomes, groups of people fuck and suck, flesh slapping, moans and groans of pleasure filling the air, exciting my senses. It’s a real mix of people, just like on the dance floor. Some are in the twenties but there are middle aged and even people who look to be in their sixties. As for bodies—a lot of women are cuddly, carrying some extra curves and not all of the guys are hard bodies.
Byron leads me to an area where two beds are set, side by side. Mason and Dani are sitting in the centre of one, his arm around her waist and hand stroking her thigh. He watches my face as we climb onto the bed beside theirs.
I knee walk to Mason’s side and hug him to me, kiss his mouth before looking straight into his eyes. “I love you. Enjoy yourself.”
Byron smiles and holds me close when I return to his side. He’s taking it slow, kissing my neck and rolling my breasts in his hand, allowing me to watch Mason. I reach for his cock and sigh when it fills my hand, almost too thick around to close my fingers together. For a moment my eyes shut, giving in to the shivers he sends through my body, kissing my neck.
When I open them, Mason is on all fours above Dani, his mouth and hands on her breasts. His cock is hard, pressed tight to his stomach. Her fingertips caress the tip of it.
“How are you doing?” Byron whispers in my ear and begins a trail of kisses down my neck and chest.
“I’m okay. Actually, it’s sexy as hell watching them.” I murmur an answer watching Mason slide his hand between her legs, slowly stroke her pussy.
“Good.” His reply is muffled, spoken between love bites on my breasts.
When he takes my nipple into his mouth, bites it softly, I feel it in my cunt. A fresh wave of wetness dribbles onto my pussy lips. The way he sucks and licks my nipples drives me crazy for more, especially with his cock in my hand.
He bends to kiss my stomach and his cock slips from my fingers. I moan and reach for it but he slaps my hand. “Later.”
His leg swings between mine and he pushes my thighs apart. His eyes meet mine for a moment and his face is the embodiment of lust--hooded, smoldering eyes, lips parted and straight. He pulls at my ass, lifts and spreads my pussy for his mouth.
When his tongue dances on my clit, I groan and clutch his head. He’s teasing me, just barely touching it. Again, he slaps my hands and pushes them off. He’s definitely in control of my body and knows it. I spread my legs as wide as I can and arch my pelvis up, open myself for his touch.
His tongue flicks quickly over the surface sending sparks of pleasure through my clit, making my cunt feel oh so empty and hungry to be filled.
I turn my head to the side and see Dani sucking Mason. He’s on his knees and she’s bent, her hand stroking his cock while she takes him deeply inside her mouth. He looks up and I smile at him. Her pendulous boobs sway back and forth as she rocks, sucking him in and then rising to release. His hand lifts her hair out of the way. Now we each see her face and his cock sliding into her mouth.
Byron’s fingers slip inside me and pump softly in and out, his mouth sucking my clit between his lips and ravishing it with his tongue. The sensation is exquisite; his experience shows. I fall into it, pump my hips in time to his hand fucking me. Next to us, Dani is working Mason
’s cock, making slurping sounds she’s sucking him so hard.
Oh fuck…I don’t want to come…not yet but it starts. I try to pull away from Byron, to get him to finally fuck me but he’s got me locked with his hand gripping the cheek of my ass.
He stops just long enough to command, “Come for me, Anna. Now.”
“Uh..uh..uh…” I grunt, clutching his head, arching my cunt, squeezing his fingers as the wave of lust consumes my pussy, spreads through my body.
I watch Mason pumping into Dani’s mouth and I’m lost. Lost in lust for me and for Mason.
Byron stops and lifts his head, climbs higher on the bed so that he’s above me. His face glistens with my wetness and he bends to kiss me. I taste myself on his tongue and lips.
He pulls back and turns his head to watch Mason and Dani. “Isn’t it hot, watching them?”
“Oh fuck, yeah.” I’m still trying to catch my breath.
“Wait till next week.” He turns and kisses the tip of my nose.
His hand lowers and I feel his cock slide through my pussy lips before pressing against my opening.
“What do you mean?” How could this be hotter? Unless…it’s an orgy?
“You and Mason will relive this night for a couple of weeks. The sex between you will blow your mind. Until…” He pushes hard into me, makes me gasp from the sudden fullness.
“Oh fuck…until what?” Oh no, he withdraws slowly, making me ache for it to fill me again.
He thrusts hard. “Until you come back and re-charge your batteries. There’s a world of pleasure in front of you, Anna.”
“Show me, please.”
“No, let’s show your husband.” He withdraws and sits back on his haunches. “On your hands and knees. I’m gonna fuck you like an animal.”
His face is almost stern when he looks at me.
Men never tell me what to do, they ask. My clit sparks to life once more, just from the growl in his voice and the commanding look. I flip over and present my ass to him, arch my back giving him full access to my cunt.
